The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 325 Qin Shi Huang, Qin Wang Zheng

If you focus on one thing, time will pass quickly.

While the two brothers Ying Chengjiao and Qin Wangzheng were talking in the council hall, the sun rose from the east.

The golden light shines, awakening Xianyang.

The sunlight filtered in through the windows of the palace. Although it was not much brighter than the flames burning on the candlesticks, it made the interior of the hall look much brighter.

King Zheng of Qin talked about what to do next, how to do it, and how he wanted Ying Chengjiao to cooperate with him.

Ying Chengjiao listened quietly, with helplessness flashing in his eyes from time to time, as if wondering if he was suffering from some serious illness. This is too radical.

The young man glanced at the golden line projected on the steps and rubbed his belly.

He got up too early and was a little hungry.

"How about that?" Changan Jun rubbed his stomach again, this time to show his brother: "Let's eat first."

King Zheng of Qin, who was interrupted, had a serious look on his face. He thought his brother would say something unique and help him fill in the gaps in his next plan, so he listened attentively.

Unexpectedly, eating?

I was a little surprised at first.

But perhaps eating is contagious like yawning, Qin Shihuang's stomach suddenly growled twice, and his internal organs received the command and started to make noises.

"Talk while eating." Qin Wang Zheng also rubbed his belly, and his action was contagious.

Soon, the food from the dining palace was delivered.

Judging from the distance from the Food Palace to the Council Hall, when King Zheng of Qin's order arrived, the Food Palace would prepare the meal and send people back with the eunuchs who conveyed the king's order.

The time King Zheng of Qin waited for meals was the time the eunuchs took to walk back and forth, and he hardly ever had to wait for meals.

When King Zheng of Qin woke up, many palaces in the central palace woke up as well, including the dining palace in Chengjiao's palace.

Regardless of whether King Qin Zheng requested food or not, the dining palace would start preparing it, ensuring that the food would be ready and delivered within a few dozen breaths when King Qin Zheng's order arrived.

This is the oldest pre-prepared meal. King Zheng of Qin’s time is more precious than anyone else’s time.

"Why is it so greasy?" King Zheng of Qin looked at the mutton soup on the first layer of the food box in front of him, feeling a little displeased.

It's early in the morning.

"This is mine." Ying Chengjiao moved the food box closer to himself and pointed at another food box, saying, "Yours is that one."

Zhao Gao handed over the second food box and opened the first layer.

A small half bowl of bean and meat porridge was the most common food for King Zheng of Qin.

King Zheng of Qin was eating bean and meat porridge with two small plates of green unknown vegetables.

Ying Chengjiao drank the mutton head soup in big gulps, ate fried mutton with leeks, and added a glass of orange juice to relieve the greasiness.

"Cheng Jiao." Qin Wangzheng followed the doctor's instructions and chewed slowly. He stared at his brother's chopsticks flying down, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "You can eat so early in the morning?"

"Brother, you haven't practiced martial arts for a long time, right?" Ying Chengjiao said vaguely.

Qin Wangzheng paused for a moment, stirred the bean and meat porridge, and nodded:
"It's been a while."

He has actually been practicing martial arts all the time, but compared to his previous practice every afternoon before the day and night change, the current practice is not called martial arts practice.

"When Bai Wuxia was teaching us, you were lazy and slack, but I never complained." Qin Wangzheng recalled the past and sighed: "I'm afraid no one would have thought that it was not me who persisted to the end. My wisdom has not yet caught up with you, but your martial arts have surpassed mine."

When he first returned to Qin and met his younger brother, King Zheng of Qin was amazed at his younger brother's wisdom. At that time, he believed that the only thing that made him stronger than his younger brother was his martial arts, his ability to kill people, and his courage to kill people.

Six or seven years have passed. He is now a completely different person, but his younger brother seems to have made even greater progress than him.

He thought that his brother would be so grief-stricken over the death of his teacher that he would sleep for three or four years and no longer care about the world.

It turns out I just slept for one day.

King Zheng of Qin thought of the night his grandfather died, and how his father first threw his younger brother into the Xianyang Prison, and then personally brought him out a few days later and named him Lord of Chang'an.

His younger brother would be in a bad mood, but he would not be in a bad mood all the time and he would adjust himself quickly.

"I underestimated you." Qin Wangzheng shook his head, blew away the hot steam on the spoon, and put it into his mouth: "Except that you occasionally get carried away by love and do unwise things, you have no other shortcomings."

He exhaled and smiled bitterly:
"But this kind of thing seems unreasonable. If you hadn't attacked the Bai family, I wouldn't have been able to take power so quickly.

"If sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity, it is not a flaw if it is not misplaced."

Ying Chengjiao picked up the small tripod and drank a big mouthful of mutton soup. He didn't want this sincerity at all, he wanted the people he cared about to be alive.

"Brother." Ying Chengjiao put the small tripod on the table, and it made a soft "dong" sound. "The reason why father didn't let you rule the country and asked you to recognize your teacher as your uncle, and gave your teacher the reputation of suppressing you, was precisely because of your radicalism."

The teenager makes a final effort:
"You act too hastily. Father hopes to teach you how to be calm and give in through the guidance of your teachers."

Qin Wang Zheng held the spoon in his hand and put it in the porridge:
“Does retreat mean that you can lead the five countries to win over Bai Qi, the commander, and me, and force my father to change his mind and build canals?
"Or did the commander use the name of the god Ju Mang to force me to obey him?

“I will be forced to retreat.

"If I didn't know how to give in, I wouldn't have lived to see you. I would have fought those damned Zhao princes in Zhao State.

"But I will not give in for the sake of the so-called greater good when I clearly have the power. I am the greater good.

“If I were the king, and you forced me to give up the war and build canals, I would have agreed only because you convinced me and I thought you were right.

"Instead of being coerced by the people behind you and around you to make the so-called most correct choice when I can firmly refuse."

Squinting his eyes, King Zheng of Qin thought of his father:

"You said that my father left me behind to suppress me so that I could learn to be calm and give in. I think the same as you do.

"But my thoughts did not stop there. I think my father has another intention. Our father has always been very careful in his work and has always been able to get the best out of both ends.

"If I am suppressed by my teacher all the time, I will learn to be calm and yield, and grow into the King of Qin that my father wants me to be.

"If I succeed in seizing power with the advantages my father has given me, it will prove that I have surpassed my father's imagination.

"If I can defeat my teacher, I can also defeat other nations and take over the world."

"Ten years, no!" Ying Chengjiao, noticing his brother's indifferent expression, immediately changed his words and raised five fingers: "Five years, just five years! We can accumulate enough food and soldiers to sweep the world. We can change Qin imperceptibly and replace all the important positions with our people."

"Five years is too long." Qin Wangzheng raised two fingers and said, "I still think that two years is enough. What can be done in two years should not be delayed to five years."

"Brother, why are you so anxious?" Ying Chengjiao ate the last piece of mutton on the plate.

Qin Wang Zheng said calmly:
"King Zhaoxiang was not in a hurry. He withdrew his troops from the Battle of Changping and never completed the unification until his death.

"Father, don't be in a hurry. You won't have any great achievements until your death. History books will only record that King Zhuangxiang destroyed the Eastern Zhou.

“There’s no rush, there’s always waiting.

“When is the rush, when is the wait?
"If I have 100% of my power, I will do 100% of it, and I will never do 99% just for the sake of playing it safe.

"If I think I can do it, then I will do it.

“Sort out the domestic situation and fight abroad.

"Unify the world, and make the four seas one.

“These are what I have to do.

"The great wish of our ancestors to unify the world will surely be realized in my hands.

"I want to know what is on the other side of the East China Sea, and I also want to know how far it is to the northwest.

“I want to see the gods that have always appeared in the books, and I want to find the heavenly road that Emperor Zhuanxu cut off from the earth and the sky.

"A hundred years is too short to accomplish everything I want to do. I will do as much as I can."

King Zheng of Qin ate as he spoke.

At this point, he scooped up the last mouthful of porridge and stopped at his mouth:
"Brother, as long as I am alive, you can always do what you like.

"If I die, you will come up.

"You won't have much to do, just be a gentleman and cooperate with me at times.

"How about leaving the rest to me?"

Ying Chengjiao sighed, his childish face showing the worry of an adult, and he smiled bitterly:
"In order to make myself feel more comfortable, I'd better help you do more. You must hold on." Qin Wangzheng laughed heartily, his face full of joy, and said in a heavy voice:
"it is good!"

The young boy, who had failed to dissuade his brother, looked at his brother's expression and for no reason thought of Qin Shi Huang in the history book.

An ancient emperor.

tyrant.

It pioneered a unified empire.

The feudal system was abolished and counties were established. This system lasted for two thousand years until the modern times - the prefecture system, the provincial system, and the province-county system were all just a change of name.

Burning books, books are the same as writing.

Destroy the roads of all nations and standardize the tracks of their vehicles.

All the world's weighing must be consistent and the weights must be the same.

……

The Qin Shi Huang in my memory began to overlap with the Qin Shi Huang in front of me.

How could Qin Shihuang, who was able to accomplish so many things in his lifetime, be a stable person?

Qin Shi Huang should be like this. He would never do 99% of the things even if he had 100% of the power... The young man thought, picked up the bamboo slips placed beside the table, and handed them to his brother:

"This was sent by my spy, take a look first.

"To maintain domestic stability, we must first repel foreign aggression.

"Zhao has been too powerful recently. It is difficult for us to attack Zhao right now, so we should strengthen Yan.

"Find something for Zhao to do, otherwise Li Mu will bring Zhao's troops and the Hu people to attack Xiaoguan.

"When King Wuling of Zhao was at his peak, his reputation in the desert was not as well-known as Li Mu's today."

King Zheng of Qin smiled and nodded. He had mentioned this matter yesterday. It was rare for the two brothers to agree on one thing.

He took the bamboo slips and glanced over them.

The words on the bamboo slips are the word "Zhao", one after another.

King Zheng of Qin frowned slightly.

He knew the character Zhao, as it was the first character he learned when he was a child. What made him frown was that the characters on the bamboo slips were not separated by punctuation marks.

He hasn't done punctuation for a long time.

King Zheng of Qin, who was used to reading texts with punctuation marks, found it difficult to read texts in the old format.

It took a little time, which was three or four times longer than reading a memorial with the same amount of words, but King Zheng of Qin finally understood the contents of the bamboo slips.

This winter, Li Mu not only defeated the Hu people in the desert, but also captured six cities of Yan State by catching rabbits one by one.

All the cities in Yan State were big.

It was only after Lian Po reached the Yan capital Ji that he forced King Xi of Yan to cede five large cities. Losing six large cities was definitely a devastating blow to the Yan State.

Winter is now over and early spring has arrived.

The State of Zhao was going to attack the State of Yan again to avenge the repeated stabs in the back.

King Xi of Yan, who had once stabbed the State of Zhao in the back, actually demanded peace, alliance, and cession of territory.

"Should we not delay?" King Zheng of Qin asked his brother for his opinion.

"There is no time to lose." Ying Chengjiao nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Zhao Gao." King Zheng of Qin called.

"I'm here." Zhao Gao listened to the two brothers' words carefully, bowed his head and responded, his heart beating faster and faster.

"Ask Yan Dan to come see me."

"only."

Zhao Gao took the order and took five steps back, then turned around and took another three steps.

"Wait." Ying Chengjiao spoke suddenly.

Zhao Gao stopped, turned around, looked respectful, and bowed his head.

He was absolutely sure that the king would not be angry with him for obeying Chang'an Jun's orders.

"Let my people go." Ying Chengjiao said to his brother.

Qin Wangzheng's face flashed with realization, and he nodded repeatedly with a smile:

"Yes, it is indeed more appropriate for A-di to come forward in this matter."

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Honglu Temple.

After the night of rebellion and suppression, Prince Dan of Yan came here from the mansion originally allocated to him by the State of Qin.

The residence of Prince Dan of Yan was a large courtyard called the Courtyard of Nobles, which had a small bridge and flowing water, and was the best courtyard in the Honglu Temple.

However, compared with the mansion where he lived before in the second ring of Xianyang, it was far inferior in terms of environment, quality of slaves and number of slaves.

Prince Dan of Yan was not angry, but rather had a faint expectation.

The lobby of the noble court.

Prince Yi of Zhao raised the wine jar and offered wine to Prince Dan of Yan:
“Change is a good thing.”

After he finished speaking, he drank it all. It tasted very bitter.

Zhao Yi, who lived in the Erhuan Mansion, was particularly envious of Yan Dan who lived in the Honglu Temple.

They were originally in the same situation, both were protons.

The identity is still the same, but some things are different.

At the request of Chang'an Jun, Yan Dan struck the first sword against the Bai family and the first sword used by King Zheng of Qin to punish the rebels.

Zhao Yi poured himself a glass of wine, with bitterness on his lips. Who would have thought that what Chang'an Jun said was true?

This is absolutely impossible in Zhao State, and it is absolutely impossible in other countries. How could it be true in Qin State?
Chang'an Jun, who had said that he wanted to rebel, was actually suppressing the rebellion this time instead of rebelling.

Zhao Yi didn't believe it, and he didn't believe Yan Dan believed it either.

All this is just because he has a choice, but Yan Dan has no choice.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yan Dan's cold expression, and the wine jar on the table remained untouched.

Zhao Yi raised his face to let Yan Dan see the bitterness on his face:

"Yi was held hostage in Qin earlier than Brother Yan.

"It is true that Yi is from Zhao, but Zhao's attack on Yan has nothing to do with Yi.

"If Yi can return to Zhao one day, I will return Yancheng to show my sincerity in advancing and retreating together."

Yan Dan looked at Zhao Yi coldly for a while, raised the cup, and drank it all in one breath:

"If that day comes, Brother Zhao, don't forget what I said today."

"That must be the case!" Zhao Yi showed an embarrassment on his face. After a long while, he smiled bitterly, as if he had given up something: "I wish Brother Yan a happy return to Yan!"

Yan Dan lowered his head, remained silent, then raised his head and said seriously:
"If Dan can return to Yan, I will do my best to make Brother Zhao return to Zhao. Brother Zhao, don't forget what I said today."

"Brother Yan is so kind!" Zhao Yi was touched and excited: "Yi! I will never forget it!"

The two men broke the ice and gradually reconciled after the banquet was halfway through.

Hu, who was good at shouting, stepped into the Honglu Temple, entered the Guiren Courtyard, and shouted outside:

"Lord Chang'an invites Crown Prince Yan to enter the palace!"

(End of this chapter)